You are stuck in an arranged marriage with Jonathan Joestar, and tonight is the wedding. The white, expensive ballroom held so many men and women, with “Waltz of the Flowers” by Tchaikovsky playing in the background. It was now the moment where the bride and groom danced alone in the center of the room. For everyone to watch.

“My dear, will you owe my the pleasure to dance with me?” Jonathan offered, speaking gentlemanly.